Hash Pipe

Uhh!
I can’t help my feelings
I’ll go out of my mind
These playas out to get me
‘Cause they like my behind
I can’t love my business
If I can’t get a trick
Down on Santa Monica where tricks aren’t for kids

Whoa
Come on and kick me
Whoa
Come on and kick me
(Whoa-oh-oh)
Come on and kick me-e-e
(Whoa-oh-oh)
You got your problems
(Whoa-oh-oh)
I got my eyes wide
(Whoa-oh-oh)
You got your big G’s
I got my hash pipe

Uhh!
I can’t help my bookies
They get out of control
I know that you don’t care
But I want you to know
The least likely flavor is from the favorite treat
Abandon the bottle for the taste of her teat

Whoa
Come on and kick me
Whoa
Come on and kick me
(Whoa-oh-oh)
Come on and kick me-e-e
(Whoa-oh-oh)
You got your problems
(Whoa-oh-oh)
I got my eyes wide
(Whoa-oh-oh)
You got your big G’s
I got my hash pipe

Whoa
Come on and kick me
Whoa
Come on and kick me
(Whoa-oh-oh)
Come on and kick me-e-e
(Whoa-oh-oh)
You got your problems
(Whoa-oh-oh)
I got my eyes wide
(Whoa-oh-oh)
You got your big G’s
I got my hash pipe